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Post by Kingdomstreak on Nov 27, 2006 17:00:52 GMT -5
Silverfang's ear twitched at the sound of a twig craking. She cringed at the noise. She streached her legs, flexing her sharp claws one by one. She looked around the Rouge camp, survyeing her surroundings. All the cats were walking or talking, some were even cleaning themselves. Today was a day of rest.
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